Chapter 462
Chapter 462:
Leonidas’ pupils narrowed, his expression turning from irritation to shock. He had been wondering why Kenneth, someone with no apparent grudge against him, had decided to make him a target. Now it all made sense.
“I didn’t realize Janice had such a loyal fan club,” Leonidas muttered under his breath.
“Can you blame us? She’s extraordinary,” Kenneth replied with a wistful sigh, his gaze drifting toward Janice.
Across the room, Janice’s eyes met Kenneth’s, and his expression softened into a gentle smile.
But the moment was short-lived. Aiden stepped in front of Janice, his cold, unyielding stare cutting through the air like a blade. His presence alone radiated a warning that Kenneth couldn’t ignore.
“Now, it’s our turn,” Aiden declared, his voice calm but brimming with authority.
Beside him, Maggie recoiled slightly, her unease evident.
“We haven’t exactly planned anything.”
“There’s no need for a plan.”
Aiden strode confidently onto the stage. Maggie hesitated but quickly followed, her reluctance palpable.
“Looking forward to your performance, Aiden.” Kenneth, stepping down from the stage with Carlton, offered a faint smile as he passed Aiden.
As Maggie hurried past, she threw Kenneth a desperate look, her wide eyes practically begging for intervention. Kenneth, however, met her silent plea with indifference, turning his back without a second glance. He exited the stage with Carlton, leaving Maggie to her fate.
“Leonidas, please don’t leave yet.”
“What now?”
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Leonidas froze mid-step, turning to find Aiden’s cold gaze fixed on him.
“I need a partner for my performance.”
“But you already have one.” Leonidas’ eyes flicked to Maggie, who was practically shrinking into herself.
Aiden’s lips curved into a sharp smirk, his expression devoid of warmth. “She’s a woman. Hardly suitable for what I have in mind.”
“And what exactly does that mean?”
“My performance involves combat choreography—intense physical movements. Do you think she can handle that?” Aiden took a step closer, his demeanor predatory, giving Leonidas no space to back down. “Or are you afraid to step up and be my partner? Don’t worry. I’ll take it easy on you. I wouldn’t dream of actually hurting you.”
First Kenneth had embarrassed him, and now Aiden was openly provoking him. Leonidas couldn’t afford to look weak, not here.
“If you’re offering me this great honor, how could I possibly refuse?”
“Excellent.” Aiden gestured towards the chef onstage. “Please step aside. I wouldn’t want to hurt you by accident.”
The chef, unnerved by Aiden’s commanding presence, quickly vacated the stage, retreating to confer with the other staff.
“Are they really going to fight?”
“It looks that way.”
“Shouldn’t someone stop them? This is a live broadcast!”
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